How time flies. 6 months ago to the day I was sat in the Mckissock ward on a Friday night watching Mel being wheeled into theatre. 2 hours later the consultant found me and had great pleasure in informing me that everything had gone sweet as. As the clock ticked away and minutes turned into hours I began to get a little worried when finally someone in scrubs found me. Patrick the Registrar began to tell me that Mel was having difficulty in regaining any movement beneath her neck and would be spending the weekend in intensive care. The yo yo of emotions is something I would like to remember and never have to live through again. My beautiful wife has slogged her guts out and has come a million miles. Back on her feet and heading up to work on the northern line every other day is an amazing achievement. Furthermore this coming weekend will see us head of to the lovely isle of wight with our dear friends Bert and Heidi to hit Bestival. Best thing is she has managed to blag us all wristbands for the viewing platform. And................ I hear a rumour that a certain set of robes maybe used as we re - new our vows in a stupid inflatable church. Happy days.
2 comments:
yippeeeee!!!!
have an amazing time!
xxx
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